Tay's pov:

New just comforted me. What else could I have asked for? But some why I still didn't feel safe enough, I still didn't feel loved. Perhaps it's because of the lack of love from my parents.

The trauma of losing a parent in front of my eyes wasn't something you can easily let go of.

And now, the pressure dad was putting upon me might be too much for me to handle. But I didn't think he cared about that. He never asked how I felt. He just cared about the company. The only person who loved and took care of me was now sick and about to leave me as well but i hated that I couldn't do anything about it.

Even with New on my side, I felt worthless. I was very cheerful, teasy, flirty but I wished I had the courage to show how I really felt to at least one person in the world, someone I genuinely loved.

Thinking this and that, I arrived at my house where the source of my sorrow and disappointment over myself was laying on the death bed.

I remembered the day when my earth actually fell apart, when the doctor announced that my grandma had third stage brain cancer, only 2 months left to live. Her lifeline was almost about to end and I was there just counting days, not able to do anything about it.

I sat beside my grandma's bed and kissed her forehead while brushing her hair with my hands. Just a few days ago, she was still able to walk and talk just fine. And now she got just 2 weeks left to live, not able to walk or talk, just mumble and wait for death.

"Tay..." she woke up, feeling my warm touch against her skin.

"Yo- you're back!" She whispered in her broken voice, barely audible.

I wiped my tears, turning my face to the side of the bed. "Yes, grandma. I am here to take care of you."

"What a-a great grand... son I got!" She smiled at me and unknowingly fell back to sleep.

"Love you, grandma." I whispered near her ear.

I looked at the table and saw that dad had already given her food so I let her rest and went back to my room.

"I wish I could bring those old times back, when I used to run around the house with grandma." I murmured to myself while laying on the bed.

I was tired so I fell asleep in a few minutes.

The next day, when I woke up, I found out dad had already left for the airport so I called the maid to take care of granny and left for work, putting on a fake smile onto my face.

I'd always been the class joker. But just because I'm a cheerful person didn't mean I didn't have any sorrow. There's a proverb that says, "The happiest person in display is the saddest in life." I guess my life was a big example of that.

I went to work and my day got even sadder when I realised New took a sick leave and wasn't present in the office.

Since New wasn't there, I didn't have much work. My work finished around late in the evening. The company HR held a dinner party as everyone got to leave early but I didn't attend it.

Instead, I decided to go check how New was doing. I was already very attached to New's presence, although it'd been like a month since we met.

I already knew his address as there's an old story I never told anyone about. I used to date New's neighbour. And once, I mistakenly put a gift that was supposed to be for her, into New's mailbox. And I first met this beautiful frienemy of mine when I tried to refix the address to original.

Anyways, I arrived at his house and knocked on his door. New opened coughing, with a tissue in hand.

"Tay? Why are you here?" He asked, scratching his head.

"I wanted to check if you were really sick or just pretending to be sick to bail from work," I claimed in a serious tone.

"You're really an idiot!" He exclaimed and rolled his eyes.

"So what were you doing?" I asked as I squirted in, not even waiting for him to invite me in.

"I was working!" He replied, trying to hide the mess of the sofa.

I noticed his laptop open on a table in front of the sofa and saw he really was working. As expected, wasn't it?

"Of course, you were." I rolled my eyes. "Do you do anything aside from work?" I asked as I let out a long sigh.

He stayed silent.

"Are you even well now to get back to work?" I walked closer to him and touched his forehead to check his temperature.

"Oh gosh! You're burning up!" I jumped as my hand felt like it had touched a hot pan which just was done with cooking.

"Why don't you fucking lay down? You're gonna faint if you keep doing this! Stop being such a workaholic!" I shouted, clearly panicking.

And all he did was give me an innocent smile. "Why are you smiling?" I asked.

"You're nagging me just like my mom." He smiled again, his cheeks gaining a bit of color.

"Just shut up!" I ordered and he followed it.

I laid him down on the sofa. "Stay here, don't move," I told him as I went to bring a towel, wet it with some water and walked back to him.

I sat beside him, putting his head on my thighs. I touched the wet towel to his forehead. With the instant relief, he closed his eyes. "You're so damn stubborn, you know that?"

He took a deep breath and held my hand which was still wiping his forehead with the towel. "I do. But I can't help it. When I love something, I love it with all my heart. So much that I forget about everything else." He rubbed my hand and kissed it slowly. "Thank you. Thank you for worrying about me."

A tear dropped from my eyes as the moment reminded me of my grandma. But I wiped it quick before New could see it and kept brushing my hand on his head. "Sleep now." I smiled. But he somehow felt the connection even with his eyes closed and smiled back.

To Be Continued.....

A/n: What do you think about Tay taking care of New? Is it cute?